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Having already covered breakfast and dinner options, the question remains: what do white people like to do for lunch? The answer: expensive sandwiches. In most cities, if you need to find a cache of white people get yourself to a sandwich shop. Generally these places aren’t open for dinner, have a panini press and are famous for their bread. There are always vegan options and the selection of meats and cheese are strongly European.
The waiters and waitresses in these places are highly coveted by the white population. They are not quite as cool as bartenders, not quite as snobby as coffee shop workers, but still artsy, young, and more than likely to be a musician/artist/writer (since they only have to work from 11-3).
If you are in the position where you need to take a white person to lunch for business or pleasure, saying “I know a great sandwich shop,” will always bring out a smile. The white person will then tell you about the great sandwich shop in the town where they went to college and how they had a crush on a waiter, or that there was some special sandwich that they always ordered. This will put the person in a good mood.
It’s important to note that this type of restaurant is best for business or friendship situations as it is very neutral and does not carry connotations like Sushi or Breakfast.
These sandwiches generally start at $8.99. Remember that whenever a white person says they wants to go to a sandwich shop you are looking at at least a $15 outlay after tip and drink, $20 if the place has a good selection of microbrews.
Also note: white people will wait up to 40 minutes for a good sandwich.
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Album Rating: 4.0
Of the musics you have ever got, asked
Conin, which have you found the sweetest?
I will relate, said Finn. When the seven companies of my warriors are gathered together on the one plain and the truant clean-cold loud-voiced wind goes through
them, too sweet to me is that. I am friend to the pilibeen, the red-necked chough, the parsnip land-rail, the bottle-tailed tit, the common marsh-coot, the speckle-toed guillemot, the Mohar gannet, the peregrine plough-gull, the long-eared bushowl, the Wicklow small-fowl, the bevil-beaked chough, the hooded tit, the common corby, the fish-tailed mudpiper, the carrion sea-cock, the green-lidded parakeet. Good to hear is the chirping of little red-breasted men in bare winter and distant hounds giving tongue in the secrecy of fog. The lamenting of a wounded otter in a black hole, sweeter than harpstring that. There is no torture so narrow as to be bound and beset in a dark cavern without food or music, without the bestowing of gold
on bards. To be chained by night m a dark pit without company of chessmen — evil destiny. Soothing to my ear is the shout of a hidden blackbird, the squeal of a troubled mare, the complaining of wild-hogs caught in snow.
Relate further for us, said Conhi.
It is true that I will not, said Finn
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